"Die for me!"
Alaya roared, the Rosha bloodline fully erupting, as black wings unfurled behind her and a Rakshasa phantom appeared.
The longsword in her hand glowed with black light, entwined with a destructive aura. "Swish, swish, swish," three strikes marked black trails aiming at Cain's throat, heart, and Dantian, each deadly.
Though her Holy Blood martial techniques hadn't reached their full success, they excelled in their eerie cleverness, especially in speed, so fast that Cain found it difficult to catch.
Seeing this, Crowne no longer held back, raising both hands high above his head.
"Ice Prison!"
With a low shout, countless ice spikes protruded from the ground like a torrential rain towards Cain, simultaneously forming a chilling barrier of ice around him, limiting his movements.
Even more terrifying was that these ice spikes carried "Silent Cold Qi" enhanced by bloodline, which could freeze spiritual energy upon penetrating the body.
